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soundsofcicadas · 18 days ago

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Swan Song, part five

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x Reader (f)

Genres: Writer AU / Drama, Romance, Childhood best friends, Junhoe is a former idol, Friends to lovers

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Warnings: None

Synopsis: After an unexpected encounter with your childhood best friend Junhoe, years after drifting apart, your rekindled friendship blooms anew. However, life takes a turn when he asks you to pen an article for his upcoming wedding. As you become entangled in his personal life, your old feelings of love for him begin resurfacing and the concealed secret behind his decision to abandon his idol career is soon to be unveiled by you.

Monday came, and Yeri held a meeting at the office to inform everyone that Junhoe and Yuna’s interview had been rescheduled for the next day. However, the venue had been changed. Rather than the couple’s house, they requested to conduct the interview at Hongjoong’s studio.

Apparently, they had decided to work exclusively with the magazine’s photographer, (which was Hongjoong himself) for their pre-wedding shoot. Yuna had chosen a minimalist black-and-white editorial concept, opting for something simple yet elegant. She had also agreed to let a few of the photos be used for the interview feature. It was a rare level of trust coming from her, and Yeri seemed both relieved and pleased by the arrangement. It had also been decided that you and Yoshi didn’t need to be there during the shoot or wait around, considering that the day was primarily focused on capturing the couple’s pre-wedding photos. The two of you would only need to arrive at the studio once the shoot was finished to proceed with the interview. With everything falling into place, the plan seemed straightforward.

Anxiety hadn’t left you though, knowing that the last interview hadn’t gone well. You could only hope for the better, that things may go smoothly this time. Junhoe had managed to text you last Saturday—maybe that was a sign that he was now doing alright. You told yourself that you were only there for the interview tomorrow, that it was just work. But you knew well it was more than that. Junhoe wanted to talk and you needed to know what was really going on with him.

You and Yoshi arrived the next day just as the photoshoot wrapped up. The studio buzzed with quiet efficiency, with Hongjoong and his staff packing away the equipment. Noticing the two of you, Ryujin greeted you with a brief smile before motioning to the dressing room. “They’re inside.”

Sensing your unease, Yoshi offered a dose of encouragement before you both approached the room.

“You got this, noona.” His words were simple, but they grounded you. “I’m right here.”

Gratitude shone in your eyes, silently conveying how much you appreciated his words.

Yoshi knocked on the door first, and the dressing room door swung open, revealing the couple. Yuna was casually scrolling through her phone, while Junhoe sat nearby, his hand hovering over a book he had brought, just about to open it. The sight was nothing like what you had expected—a stark contrast to what you had seen at Junhoe’s family home.

Junhoe was draped in a sharp black suit with no tie, the top button of his white polo shirt was left undone. His hair was styled neatly, and his face had the same calm confidence you remembered so well. Yuna, on the other hand, looked effortlessly elegant in a long black halter dress that hugged her figure. Her hair was pulled into an intricate updo, adding to her sophistication. They were nothing short of picture-perfect, as if nothing had ever happened.

“Y/n…” Junhoe’s gaze locked onto yours, and for the first time since everything happened, there was real recognition in his eyes. The haziness was gone.

“Jun…” You tried not to let the relief in your voice show too much, but your heart squeezed at seeing this version of him again—the Junhoe you knew.

Yuna, who was seemingly in a good mood, exchanged pleasantries as well, although her tone still felt rehearsed. “Y/n Yoshi. It’s good to see you both again.”

“Good to see you too.” You kept yours neutral, professional, even if your mind was still trying to process the drastic change.

Tucking away his book, Junhoe moved closer to Yuna and said, “We’re ready whenever you are.”

You and Yoshi looked at each other, exchanging a silent signal that you were both ready to begin the interview. With a subtle nod, Yoshi took out his phone and positioned it carefully to start recording. You settled into your seat across from the couple, pulling out your iPad and tapping it awake. You tried to suppress your emotions, masking them in a laidback and professional manner. You navigated to your notes, where the interview questions awaited, mentally preparing yourself for what was to come. You knew it would be all about their love story and how much Junhoe loved and admired Yuna. It would hurt, but for the sake of your job—and most importantly, for Junhoe and your friendship—you had to face it with grace.

“Alright.” You began, your voice even. “Let’s start from the beginning. How did the two of you first met?”

Junhoe’s face lit up at the question, and you saw a spark return to his eyes—something that hadn’t been there the last time you saw him.

“It was during the script reading for our movie.” He started, his voice brimming with fondness. “The moment I saw Yuna… I knew. Something about her just pulled me in. I fell for her right then and there.” Junhoe glanced at Yuna, a grin tugging at his lips. The memory clearly etched in his mind. “Cliché, but yeah, call it love at first sight.”

“I fell for you later… during the shooting.” Yuna added, clearly flattered by her fiancé’s words. She then addressed the long-standing rumor about them developing feelings on set, “That wasn’t true.” She said looking amused. “Junhoe was already head over heels for me before we even started filming.”

Junhoe chuckled at Yuna’s choice of words. “Head over heels, huh?” He teased, but his expression grew warmer as he admitted, “I guess I can’t argue with that.”

The room filled with easy laughter, and in that moment, everything felt… normal. You delved into more personal questions and threw in some random ones. Junhoe was back to being himself—animated and charming. His responses felt genuine, his humor and warmth filling the space just like he used to. Yuna answered seamlessly, her eyes occasionally darting toward Junhoe as if gauging his reactions.

As the interview wrapped up, Yoshi stopped the recording and stretched a little, looking contented with how smoothly everything had gone. You were packing up your things when Yuna stood up, catching you off guard when she leaned in and gave you a brief side hug.

“Thank you, y/n. I enjoyed our Q and A. You were easy to talk to.” She said, looking delighted—or maybe she was just pretending. You couldn’t tell. She also offered a quick “Thanks” to Yoshi before walking over to Junhoe and placed a light kiss on his lips. “I’ll go ahead, honey. I have some shopping to do.”

“Drive safely.” Junhoe reminded her, watching until she was out of the room.

Junhoe directed his attention to you. “Yeri mentioned that after this interview, you’re free for the rest of the day.”

You had almost forgotten about his text asking to talk. This was it. You weren’t certain if you were ready, but you knew how much you needed answers about that very day.

You blinked, feeling slightly tense. “You talked to Yeri?”

“Yeah,” Junhoe answered with a coy smile. “I asked her if I could borrow your time after the interview, and she agreed. Yuna knows too, so you don’t have to worry.”

You turned to Yoshi, who was giving you a knowing look—one that said, I’ll leave you two alone. “I’ll head back to the office then,noona.”

“Thanks, Yoshi.” You and Junhoe replied in unison.

“Have fun!” Yoshi went his own way, leaving just you and Junhoe in the now-quiet dressing room.

You both thanked Hongjoong’s team as you left the studio, exchanging polite goodbyes. Stepping out into the cool afternoon air, a sudden memory had crossed Junhoe’s mind.

“Do you remember that noodle shop we used to go to after school?”

Your eyes widened slightly. The memories of those carefree days rushing back.

“Yeah?”

“Want to go?”

“Sure!”

To your surprise, Junhoe led you to the bus stop. “We’re taking the bus?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Why not?” Junhoe shrugged casually. “I used to love taking the bus with you. Besides…” He looked around, his face indifferent. “It’s a weekday. Not a lot of people.”

“Jun…” You bit your lip, a little concerned. “What if someone—”

“It’s fine.” He assured you. “I don’t… I don’t care right now.”

And for some reason, you didn’t press further. Maybe it was the way he looked at you—like he was holding on to this moment, like he needed this small slice of normalcy. Besides, he wasn’t making any effort to conceal his identity—not even bothering with a cap, unlike when you saw him at the record store. He stood there, out in the open, completely unbothered by the possibility of being recognized.

The bus arrived a few minutes later, and the the two of you boarded. You were relieved to see only a handful of passengers, most of them too absorbed in their own world to pay attention. Junhoe led you to the back, where the seats were mostly empty. He took the window seat, just like he always used to, with you sitting beside him.

The bus rattled lightly as it moved, the cityscape passing by in a blur. For a while, neither of you spoke. You sat there in silent comfort, the air thick with unspoken memories.

“Feels the same, doesn’t it?” Junhoe murmured, sounding almost wistful.

You glanced at him, and for a brief moment, you saw the boy you used to know—the one who’d sit beside you on these bus rides, talking about dreams that felt so far away back then.

“Yeah.” You whispered. “It does.”

The bus rolled along at a steady pace, the low hum of the engine filling the quiet space between you, when Junhoe spoke again.

“So…” There was playfulness in his voice this time, an edge of curiosity behind it. “Yoshi, huh?”

You blinked, turning your head slightly. “What?”

Junhoe smirked, keeping his gaze on the window, trying not to make a big deal of it. “I think… he likes you.”

“Junhoe…” You sighed, shaking your head with a small laugh. “That’s not true.”

“Come on.” He said, finally looking at you. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”

“He’s just… really sweet.” You explained. “Yoshi’s always been like that with everyone. It’s just how he is.”

Junhoe didn’t respond immediately. He glanced down, his fingers tapping lightly against his knee. But when he spoke again, his tone had changed, losing that teasing edge.

“I just…” He paused, his voice quieter now. “I want to see you with someone, y/n. Someone who… takes care of you.”

Your heart leapt, and for a moment, it felt like time slowed down.

“I know you don’t need anyone.” Junhoe added quickly, as he glimpsed back at you. “You’ve always been able to take care of yourself. But…”

His words trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished. But you understood.

“Thanks for worrying about me, Jun.” You could only say, giving him a lopsided smile.

But in your mind, the words you didn’t say echoed louder. Maybe, in another lifetime… that someone would have been you.

Junhoe didn’t respond, leaving it at that. Before long, the bus came to a stop, and you and Junhoe stepped off, arriving at a small noodle shop situated on an uncrowded street corner.

The place looked almost exactly as you remembered. It had a faded red awning and the same wooden sign hanging above the door. The recognizable scent of rich broth and spices drifted out, instantly tugging at memories of after-school hangouts and laughter-filled conversations. Inside, the layout was unchanged: a few wooden tables lined up neatly, the walls decorated with old photographs of the neighborhood. But behind the counter, instead of the elderly couple who used to run the place, stood a young woman.

“Is that…” You trailed off, squinting slightly.

“Their daughter, I think.” Junhoe answered, his gaze also drifting to the counter.

The woman noticed the two of you as you and Junhoe took seats across from each other at one of the tables. She approached and asked, “What can I get you?”

“Should we get the usual?” Junhoe asked you first, referring to the favorite order you both always shared. You gave him a cheerful nod, doing a small, silent clap that made him chuckle.

“Two bowls of ramen, please.” Junhoe said without hesitation. “The biggest ones you’ve got.”

The woman laughed. “Coming right up!”

You sat in quiet anticipation, the scent of simmering broth filling the air as you and Junhoe waited for your order. The silence stretched between you, almost as if you were both testing the waters, waiting to see who would break it first. Your gaze wandered outside the window past where Junhoe was sitting, but before the quiet could stretch any further, Junhoe’s voice gently pulled you back.

“Y/n…”

He was the first to speak.

Your eyes lifted, finding his. He looked hesitant, vulnerable.

“I want to apologize… for how I’ve been treating you.” He muttered. “For all those times I pushed you away.”

You swallowed, your heart tightening at the sincerity in his tone. “Junhoe…”

“I don’t know why I kept doing that.” He continued, sounding frustrated. “Maybe… I just didn’t want you to worry. I-I didn’t want to burden you with everything going on.”

You exhaled slowly, eyes fixed on him. “I know I’ve been out of your life for a long time.” You said with honesty. “But I’m still the same friend you’ve always had. I’d be more worried if you shut me out completely… if you don’t trust me enough to tell me what’s really going on.”

“It’s not that I don’t trust you…” Junhoe avoided your gaze, but you didn’t waver.“That day at my house… what you saw… I wasn’t—” He stopped, struggling to find the right words.

“I wasn’t… okay.” He admitted. “The disorientation… it’s a side effect.”

“Side effect?” You repeated, your brows knitting together.

Junhoe nodded and continued, “Of the medication I’m taking. For my muscles.”

“Muscles?”

He leaned back, running a hand through his hair. “It’s… something that happened because of years of pushing my body too hard. During my idol days, then acting… the exhaustion caught up with me.”

Your heart sank, processing it all at once.

“Look, it’s not always that bad,” Junhoe added, trying to sound hopeful. “I missed taking the counter medication for the stronger one… that’s why it messed me up. You just caught me at a really bad time.”

Your mind spun, thoughts colliding faster than you could make sense of them. Junhoe’s words echoed in your head, sending a wave of sadness through you, but you couldn’t say anything back. Tears welled in your eyes, but you blinked them away, not wanting to break down in front of him.

Junhoe caught it. “Hey…” His voice was tender, almost soothing. He reached across the table, his hand brushing against yours. “Don’t cry, okay?”

You swallowed hard, trying to compose yourself. “I just… I’m sorry you’re going through this, Jun.”

“You’re so silly.” He tittered, his thumb grazing your knuckles. “It’s not that serious. I’ve got this.”

“I’ll be fine,” He reassured you. “I’m managing it. And…” He took a deep breath, his expression warming. “From now on, I’ll be better. I’ll be a better friend to you, y/n. I promise.”

You sniffled, quickly wiping at your eyes before forcing a small grin. “You’d better.” You mumbled, trying to lighten the mood.

A faint, almost relieved smile crossed his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Just… don’t tell the guys, okay?” Junhoe pleaded. “I don’t want them worrying too. This… stays between us.”

You nodded, fighting to keep the tightness out of your throat. “I won’t.”

“Yuna knows too, but that’s it.”

In that moment, you couldn’t help but wonder if Junhoe had told you everything—or if there was still more left unsaid. Your gut told you something was missing, that not all your questions felt answered. But with your emotions in turmoil, it was hard to make sense of it all. Right now, he needed you to believe him.

And for now… that was all you could do.

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starry-eyed-svt · 10 months ago

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hello... is anyone still here?

Is anyone interested if I were to pick this account back up? It's been like 3 years... I think... I'm way out of the K-Pop loop but recently getting back into it. I hope you all have been doing well and would be happy to start writing for this blog again. I think I will start over and get rid of the requests I previously had. Send in requests or just chat! 😊💚

#kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop reactions #svt scenarios #svt x reader #bts scenarios #got7 scenarios #ikon scenarios #astro imagines #monsta x imagines

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multiphandomunnies · 1 year ago

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ikon

reactions

harry potter headcannons

s.o sends an inappropriate photo

imagines

jinhwan

look

air

yunhyeong

bobby

you’ve changed

i missed you too

b.i

bf! b.i

why did you leave so soon?

awkward

and you are?

june

coffee shop confession

chan

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cannerabal · 4 days ago

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is this a safe space that sometimes i start listening to songs because i hear them used in a fortnite dance

#ciera yaps on #examples being scenario by ikon #and many more

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spacequokka · 2 months ago

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Page 55

It was a small glade with a river running through it and sunflowers everywhere. It made his small cramped office more depressing to hang such a picture on his wall, but at least now he could pretend he had a window.

Hanbin knew you hated his job as much as much as he did. You could’ve pushed him to quit and pursue his dream making music, but you understood that he needed something reliable to pay the bills. Even if it was soul sucking.

Just as he sat as his desk, there was a delicate knock at his door. He looked up to find your gorgeous smile. “Hey, Binnie.”

“Hey, baby.” He tried to stand but you waved him off, shutting the door behind you then going to sit on his lap. “What brings you all the way up here?”

You pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Had to go to FedEx to drop off packages for shipping. I saw that I wasn’t too far from you and thought I’d come see you. Did I interrupt anything?”

He kissed your neck in return. “Not at all. I just put up the painting you bought,” he nodded his head in its direction, “and was thinking it’s way too beautiful to be kept away in here.”

You looked at it. “Hm. You could paint your office a color to match the palette. Make it more cheery and calming.” You pursed your lips as you thought about it. “Some plants and knick-knacks and it could remind you of home.”

“So I should just paint your face across one wall? ‘Cause home is wherever you are.”

You blushed and hid your face in his neck. “Stop it.”

“It’s true! I think I could happy anywhere as long as you’re with me.”

#hanbin drabbles #hanbin scenarios #hanbin imagines #hanbin fluff #rating: g #b.i scenarios #b.i imagines #b.i drabbles #b.i x reader #b.i x you #hanbin x reader #habin x you #b.i fluff #ikon fluff #ikon imagines #ikon scarios #ikon drabbles

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kcake555 · 7 months ago

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B.I cake 🍰

(My ult 😍)

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mileyjassie · 11 months ago

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✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:. E N G L I S H M A S T E R L I S T :･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

(f) fluff | (a) angst | (sg) suggestive | (s) smut

ATEEZ

➪ Hongjoong

> "Cafuné" (f)

> "MyOhMy!" (s)

BTS

➪ Taehyung

> "𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> 1'𝙼 𝙹𝚄57 4 𝙶4𝙼3

> "𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎" (𝚏)

SEVENTEEN

➪ Hoshi

> "𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜" (𝚏)

> "𝙿𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁" (𝚏)

> ασφαλής"safe" (𝚏)

SEUNGYOUN (WOODZ)

> "𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗' 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍" (𝚊)

> "𝙼𝚟𝚗𝚐.𝙾𝚗!" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

> "(𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢) 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎!" (𝚊)

IKON

➪ Bobby

> "𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏" (𝚏)

NCT

➪ Taeyong

> "Paint me." (f)/(sg)

VAV

➪ Ayno

> "𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚖𝚎?" (𝚏)/(𝚜𝚐)

VICTON

➪ Sejun

> "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜?" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

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kgyeomiex · 2 years ago

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Diamond & Regrets

“Sometimes people leave before we’re done needing them.”

Humiliation is what you’ve experience… You had two options either fight through it or let it go and start over. You did what you thought was best and decided to start over… You were tired of looking like the bad guy because of the decisions you make. For once everything was working in your favor until the past comes back and bit you in the ass. Is there anyway you can ever move on or is there a reason behind this?

*Trying something new and adding gifs throughout the story*

Previous story: Just For A Little Bit (M) Part 1

Previous Chapter: Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

Part 5

MASTERLIST

Your Point of View

To be honest you weren't sure whether telling Jiyong that you spent time with Mino today was important... You two don't hold secrets, but you were afraid that if you were to briefly mention this minor detail it will blow out of proportion.

You looked at him and debated with yourself...

Maybe it's best if you do mention it regardless if it's a big deal or not. It's better if he hears it come out of your mouth than someone else.

"What did you do today?" You asked as Jiyong continued to drive looking directly at the road.

"I have been running back and forth with meetings, I was getting ready to run out of there." Jiyong has been telling you about his intention of possibly coming out with a new solo album but he's still in the process of putting everything together before doing so.

"Have you started to work on any new songs," you ask him. He glanced over at you and smiled.

"Of course, I have 2 new songs written already,"

"When will I be able to hear them," you ask, and he just smiles.

"Soon... Maybe."

you glanced over and noticed the small notebook he keeps for his song lyrics sitting there in front of you. Even though you were beyond curious to see what he's been working on, you were going to wait until he showed you the final product.

"How about you? How was your day? Tell me all about it," there was no way you couldn't mention Mino as part of your day... After all, you did spend time with him.

The last thing you wanted was for him to find out about this information from anyone else.

"Well, I was taking advantage today and used my time to shop. However, I couldn't get much shopping done because before I knew it, I suddenly bumped into Jihoon and Mino, and they asked if I wanted to go out and eat with them. I couldn't be rude, so I went out to eat with them, we went to the bar for a little but now here I am," you said as you stretched over to hold his hand.

He glanced over at you and nodded his head.

"Well, I'm glad that there isn't going to be any awkward tension if I take you to more parties," Jiyong says and you just nod your head.

To be honest this wasn't the reaction you were expecting to come out of Jiyong. For some odd reason, you were kind of hoping he would have been bothered at least a little by the idea of Mino and you hanging out...

The only reason you wished he would have shown a little more of a reaction is because you wanted that reassurance that he likes you... But you know what, maybe it's better he doesn't show that he's bothered. He must trust you and that's all that matters.

"Well, you already know my views on parties," you reminded Jiyong and he smiled.

"I'll change your mind eventually,"

"We will see about that," you said smiling and he smiled in return.

Maybe Jiyong being unbothered about the situation is for the best? Did you want a jealous boyfriend again? Look what happened between Mino and you...

After comforting yourself you suddenly felt relieved that this relationship was different.

After being out the whole day, you were finally back at home. As you walked over to your bedroom, you dropped off your keys on your nightstand. As you were about to remove your coat, you stopped and looked over at the collection of vinyl.

It's weird...

Before you even went to that party, these vinyl’s did not affect you. To be honest you had forgotten that vinyl’s were something Mino and you used to share. But after seeing him buy more... The memory of the two of you going shopping for vinyl began to appear in your head. How the two of you would play your favorite album, lay in bed and talk, laugh, and absorb the music that was playing in the background.

You weren't necessarily missing Mino, but the memories the two of you hold were suddenly revisiting your mind. It's inevitable to prevent yourself from being some type of way.

All that's in the past, it doesn't matter anymore. You were in a whole new relationship... At least you think it's a relationship. Jiyong hasn't technically asked you to be his girlfriend officially...

You shook your head and ignored your thoughts.

You looked at yourself in the mirror and touched your cheek. Instead of overthinking like you usually do, you should probably relax, have a self-care day, and mask it... Yeah, that sounds like a great idea.

One thing about you is if you miss breakfast, and you remain the rest of the day hungry, you happen to be one of the crankiest people on this planet. If you don't eat you catch yourself getting ready to fight everyone and everything.

Even though you were running late to head to your office, you didn't care. Right now, the only thing you were worried about is making sure you got your morning coffee and some kind of bagel, a sandwich... SOMETHING.

You walked into your favorite coffee shop and luckily since you have become a regular, one of the workers took one look at you and started to prepare your usual order.

At this point, they should just have your picture on the wall.

You felt your phone vibrate. You pull out your phone from your pocket and there you see your assistant already calling.

Should you pick up the phone? Maybe it's something important?

Just as you were about to answer, you don't know what made you look around the cafe but when you did, you took one look to your right, and you spotted a familiar face.

Maybe if you look away you won't get noticed...

Nope...

You were spotted.

It was Jinhwan. You have no problem with him whatsoever. You just didn't know what to expect anytime you encountered him and that was the only thing that had you worried.

As you tried looking away, from the corner of your eye you noticed him approaching you. You decided to completely ignore your phone call and wait till Jinhwan approached you.

As he caught up, you looked over at him and smiled.

“Hey,”

“I knew it was you. I wasn’t sure for a second” Jinhwan says as he caught up and you smiled.

“I thought the same thing when I saw you.” Lies, you knew it was him.

“Well, I’m glad I ran into you. I wanted to ask you something” You were slightly scared of what his question was going to be, but you nodded your head.

“What’s up?”

He looked over at you and smiled.

"Well, I know this is probably weird for me to ask out of the blue especially since we haven't had an opportunity to catch up... But I am having a birthday party tomorrow night in Octagon. I was going to invite Jiyong but now that you're here I was hoping you can let him know and the both of you come along."

You already weren't much of a party person... But you felt bad to decline such an offer.

"Sounds like a good time... I'll let Jiyong know." Jinhwan smiled.

"Perfect. I hope to see the two of you there," you nodded your head and both exchanged goodbye with one another.

It's amazing how the world works... You went from going MIA to everyone in YG after breaking up with Mino and didn't come across a single soul until you started to date someone else from YG again...

Now you see them left and right... And see them anywhere you go.

After the day you had, you came straight home and didn't hesitate to get comfortable quick. You grabbed a pair of sweats, a T-shirt, and your slippers. You threw your hair in a bun and sat down on the couch ready to watch a movie until you decided to go to sleep.

Just as you were slowly dozing off the movie you felt your phone vibrate right next to you. As you grabbed a hold of your phone, without looking you answered the phone.

“Hello,” you mumbled into the phone.

“Did I wake you up beautiful?” You hear Jiyong's voice on the other side of the phone.

“No, I was still awake,” you sat up and decided to wake yourself up.

“Babe,” you know he had something to tell you.

“Yes? What’s up?”

“I have to head over to Tokyo for a photo shoot,” well that’s great. You were planning to ask him about Jinhwan's party but now that he can’t seem to make it… what was the point of telling him?

“That’s short notice,” but you weren’t surprised. Jiyong always had events that would occur at the last minute because of his job.

“I know, they told me I have to catch a flight tonight.”

“How long will you be gone?” You asked him and he sighed.

“I think they said a week,” he was going to leave you for a whole week… wonderful.

You weren’t planning on telling Jiyong about Jinhwan's party but for some reason you felt like you were holding a secret back from him. So, although you had no intentions of saying a thing you decided to tell him anyway.

“Oh… I know it’s pointless to tell you now, but this morning I bumped into Jinhwan. He invited both of us down for his birthday party tomorrow night but since you won’t be in town, I’ll just let him know we can’t go,” you said waiting for Jiyong to respond.

To be honest you were expecting him to agree and the conversation to end from there, but you were wrong.

"Why don't you go?" Jiyong encouraged the idea, and you froze.

It's not like Jinhwan was your ex or anything but Jinhwan is friends with Bobby and there is 99.9% that Bobby was going to be at that party. On top of that, you were pretty sure Mino was going to be there as well.

Although you ended the tension with Mino, you still felt like it would be awkward and weird for you to go to an event where you will be in the same room as your ex and someone you had a situationship with.

“Why would I go?" You were curious to hear what Jiyong was going to say.

"Well, why not? Aren't you friends with Jinhwan?" you were still surprised. I was about to comment on your ex being there and Bobby, but you didn’t bother.

To be fair you weren’t even sure that he even knew about Bobby…

“I mean… you know how I feel at parties.”

“Just got for a little. I feel bad I can’t attend but you can go on both of our behaves” You were speechless to see the support you were receiving coming from Jiyong, but you decided what the heck… what could go wrong?

Mino and you have officially cleared the air and then Bobby and you well… That’s a whole other story.

Eventually, you both began to talk about other things until you ended the convo and caught yourself falling asleep.

There you were standing in front of Octagon with a gift in your hands.

After Jinhwan invited you to his party you were hesitant about coming. But what did you have to lose? You are all civilized adults who can come together as one and be around one another without wanting to kill each other...

Plus, everything that happened was in the past. You were fortunate enough to clear the air with Mino but not so much with Bobby.

Who knows if Bobby has any hatred toward you... It appears to be only one way because on your end you didn't hate the guy. What happened and there was not a thing you could do about it.

You took a deep breath and walked in.

Neon lights were flashing left and right from all sorts of directions. The music was loud enough to hear the bass go off. You saw many different faces hoping to spot someone you knew.

Just with your luck the first person you happened to spot was Mino at the bar.

You were hoping to find Jihwan, but it was hard when there were people all around... Maybe you should approach Mino and have him help you find Jinhwan.

You slowly made your way to the bar.

As you approached Mino you noticed that he was in the middle of a conversation with one of his members. You were planning to walk off and look for Jinhwan yourself but as you were getting closer, they both stopped talking.

Mino's back was facing you so the person talking to him could see you approaching. As you were there and close to the two his friends looked at you and then at Mino.

"It appears that you have a guest,"

"Guest?" Mino says extremely confused, he looked over his shoulder and you were awkwardly standing there feeling bad for interfering with the conversation.

"Y/N, hey," he stood up from his seat and smiled as he saw you right in front of him.

"Hey, I hope I'm not interrupting anything," you blurted out and Mino's bandmate Lee Seung-soon shook his head.

"No, not at all! Y/N, right?" He asked and you nodded your head.

This isn't the first time you're meeting Mino's bandmate. When the two of you were exclusive at one point, you met them a few times but never really had much of a conversation with their hectic schedule. It was more like hi and bye and that was about it.

"Yes, I'm surprised you remember," to be honest you were expecting to have to reintroduce yourself to his friends, but it seemed like they remembered exactly who you were.

"Of course! After all, Mino wouldn't shut up about you," after that go blurted out, you glanced over at Mino and noticed his eyes widened at the sudden confession that way.

Mino wouldn't shut up about you? Is this recent or was this when you broke up?

You were becoming slightly curious, but you could see just from Mino's facial expression how uncomfortable he was starting to become. To avoid creating an awkward environment in today's party you just smiled and looked at Lee Seung-soon.

"It's a pleasure to see you again," Mino noticed how you didn't ask any further questions and seemed relieved.

If this was the old you, then you probably would have asked him questions or made remarks to get an answer but that's all in the past. You're with Jiyong and that's all that matters.

"Where is Jiyong?" Mino asks you and you look over at him.

"He had to travel for work, but I am here on behalf of both Jiyong and I... By the way, have you seen Jinhwan? I want to give him his gift," you said as you lifted your gift bag and he looked at the bag and then looked around.

"I did see him, but then he disappeared."

You took one look to your right and there you see Bobby and Jinhwan talking to one another.

"There is the birthday boy, I'll see you around," you told Mino, and he nodded his head and you approached Jinhwan and Bobby.

You watched the two talk to one another as you approached them.

At least as you walked up to them, they stopped talking and immediately noticed your presence.

"Y/N! You made it. Jiyong texted me telling me he wasn't going to make it and I was afraid you were going to bail on me," Jinhwan says smiling from ear to ear and you shook your head.

Even though you were hesitant to come to the party in the first place, you still decided to come because, at the end of the day, Jinhwan was never rude to you in any way. He always managed to make you feel welcome and included.

"I had to make an appearance even if it's for a little. Which by the way before I forget. . . "You lifted your hand and showed him his present in your hands, "Happy birthday."

You handed him his present and he smiled.

"You didn't have to!"

"But I wanted to, it's the least thing I can do after all you invited me here," you said and then looked over at Bobby who had his eyes on you.

"Hey, Bobby,"

"Hey Y/N," for some reason there was still awkward tension between the two of you and you were hoping that this tension would clear up sooner or later.

"Well since it's my birthday, you have no choice but to take a drink with me," Jinhwan says, and you hesitated a bit.

You weren't much of a drinker, if anything you tend to get nice easily, but one drink won't hurt anyone.

"Just one drink,"

Jinhwan nodded and you followed both Jinhwan and Bobby to the bar.

What ends up being one drink leads to a few more than you anticipated. After allowing the drinks to help you loosen up and allow you to forget all your problems you were genuinely enjoying yourself.

You ended up meeting new people and before you knew it you happened to make new friends and were out on the dance floor dancing to each song that came out.

"Do you want another drink?" Hyeryeon asks you and you shake your head.

"If I take another drink, who knows what I am capable of doing," you weren't in your five senses, however you were still in a sense aware of what you were doing.

"Aw come on just one drink," Subin insisted but you decline the drink.

"What I need is water,"

You excused yourself from the girls and walked over to the bar hoping to get a cup of water to sober you up.

"Excuse me," you tried to get the bartender's attention, but it was crowded by the bar, and it was hard to get service. Awesome.

"Y/N," You looked to your left and noticed Mino right next to you.

This man has been popping up out of nowhere.

"Mino, how are you enjoying yourself?" You asked him and he shrugged.

"Can't complain, but I am not having as much fun as you are," He commented, and you smiled.

"It's nice to loosen up for a change. Sometimes I feel like I feel too uptight and care about what people think...." you realized you were starting to blab a lot more than you probably should.

"I can tell. Coming back for another drink?" Mino asked and I shook my head.

"Well, more like a drink of water. I better sober up or who knows what I am capable of doing," as you said that Mino's eyebrows arched.

"What do you mean?"

The both of you suddenly started to look at one another and for some reason, you caught yourself looking at his lips. Mino's lips were always soft... Now that he has a lip piercing... you were curious how that must feel when kissing him.

You looked back up to his eyes and shook your head and snapped out of thoughts.

"Ooo Nothing... Just ignore me,"

You were pretty sure Mino caught on to what you meant however instead of questioning you he just smiles.

Ah, he is still cute…

You knew that this was alcohol-speaking. You wouldn’t be thinking this way if you were sober or even if you were with Jiyong.

“Ima head to the bathroom,”

You told Mino and he nodded his head.

You walked over to where the bathroom was and pulled out your phone. Maybe if you hear Jiyong's voice you can ignore this random temptation you have to kiss Mino.

As you approached the bathroom doors, you stepped to the side, leaned against the wall, and began to look through your contacts. Without thinking twice, you clicked on Jiyong's name and began to call him.

The phone began to ring.

One ring…

Another…

And then at last you heard his voice.

“Mmm hello?” He sounded like he just woke up… shit.

“Oh! Were you sleeping?” You blurred out.

“I was, but that’s okay. What’s up?”

You now felt bad for selfishly calling him.

“Oh, nothing… I just missed you and wanted to hear your voice… but it’s okay you should go back to sleep,” you tried to rush the call, but Jiyong stopped you.

“You’re fine, I don’t mind ever being woken up by you.” Jiyong always knew what to say.

“Don’t say that you’re going to make me miss you more,” you pouted, and you can hear him chuckle on the other side of the phone.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be back home in no time.”

You felt so much better hearing that.

“Well, I’ll let you get back to sleep, talk to you tomorrow?”

“Of course, I’ll call you when I wake up,” the both of you exchanged byes and you hung up.

Okay… you have Jiyong.

What you two have is exactly what you need.

As you got off the wall you were about to walk away until you noticed someone leaving the bathroom and you saw Bobby.

You two meet again.

“Y/N,”

“Bobby”

You could walk away… cross that you should be walking away but you were feeling bold. You walked up to Bobby and looked at him.

“Can I ask you something?” You told Bobby and he nodded his head.

“Do you hate me?”

Wow, you could have asked him anything and the first question that popped into your head was that? Get A GRIP.

“Why do you ask that?” Bobby even seemed surprised by the sudden question.

“I don’t know. I just feel this unnecessary tension between the two of us every time we are in the same room. I know you and I didn’t leave in the greatest terms … and things happen for a reason, but I just feel like maybe you and I should clear the air.” Right now, was not the time to have a conversation like this but it felt like it…

“I mean I don’t know what you want me to tell you. I tried to talk to you before and you walked away.”

“Maybe I am afraid of hearing what you have to tell me,”

Without thinking twice, you blurted that out and your eyes widened.

“I thought you didn’t care what I had to tell you,” Bobby was suddenly confused by your sudden words.

STOP TALKING, you thought to yourself.

“You know what… you’re right. I should probably go.” you were about to walk away but you suddenly hear Bobby begin to speak again.

"Can I be honest with you,"

You looked at Bobby.

"I would be lying if I were to say I didn't miss having you around. . . I mean I know I screwed up in the past and that's my mistake, but I was hoping we could move past that. I know you are with Jiyong and because of this, I know I will be seeing you around a lot more. I was hoping maybe you and I can be friends. . . What we should have been from the very beginning," you were surprised to hear this come out of Bobby's mouth.

After the incident with both Mino and Bobby, you were upset for some time but eventually, you got over the whole situation when you decided to clean up your act and focus on yourself. Fortunately for you throughout your journey, you met Jiyong and have been good since.

You didn't think about Mino and Bobby since you saw them again but now looking at the scenario you wonder if the universe put all three of you in the same room again to fix the relationship between them and you.

They probably aren't supposed to be in your life romantically but maybe they have another purpose.

"Being friends sound good to me," you told him, and believe it or not Bobby finally smiled at you.

It's been a while since you have seen him grin the way he did.

"Now that we have officially cleared the air, how about we go get a drink for old time take,"

You told yourself you were going to stop drinking for the night but one more drink won't hurt. . . right?

"Let's go,"

You had no intentions of drinking anymore but for some reason when Bobby happened to mention getting a drink you couldn't seem to say no. Instead, it sounded like a great idea, and you went with the flow.

The two of you ended up leaving Jinhwan's party without anyone around you being aware and found yourself in a bar nearby instead.

Bobby handed you your drink and you smiled.

"Don't you think Jinhwan will notice that we are gone?" You asked Bobby and he shook his head.

"I highly doubt it, if we are being honest, I overheard some of the boys say that they were on a mission to get Jinhwan drunk... So, if they succeed, he won't even remember what happens tonight,"

Aw, poor Jinhwan. You giggled and got a hold of your drink.

"Shouldn't one of us be sober to make sure we get home safely?" you asked Bobby before taking a sip and he shrugs.

"I mean we should but what's the fun in that?"

Bobby grabbed his drink and he looked at you.

The both of you cheered and then took a sip of your drink.

*Bzz Bzz*

You felt the vibration of your phone right by your head. Instead of opening your eyes you stretched out your hand and began to feel around hoping to get a hold of your phone. However, the more you stretched out your hand you felt a body next to you instead.

Jiyong is back?

You opened your eyes, looked up, and automatically realized you weren't home. . .

You looked to your right, and you saw Bobby sound asleep...

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED

To be continued. . .

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raingalaxy · 1 year ago

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LOVE SCENARIO FOREVER ICONIC

#Kpop #Love scenario #Ikon #Random shit cause I'm listening to my 44 hours 27 minutes kpop Playlist

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baka-writings · 2 years ago

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hi?

my last post was over a year ago, i am still alive unfortunately and I was thinking of writing again, however I'm not sure if my new work would be appreciated as much as the latest/previous ones.

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jeonstellate · 10 months ago

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[97✙] we got married: moonlight couple — snapshot xv

silver hangs out with donghyuk.

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south korea.

Silver stands a few steps behind, looking a little skeptical as the person in front of her unlocks the door.

"Are you sure I can be here?" She asks when her companion widens the door opening and motions for her to come in.

"Of course," her friend replies without hesitation, almost guiding her in.

"Kim Donghyuk, if I get kicked out by your manager, I swear—"

Donghyuk laughs behind her, still guiding her by the shoulders as they walk deeper into the house. "I’m sure even with dyed hair manager-nim will still be able to recognize you, Silver Seven."

"Donghyuk-ah," a voice sounded from the next room, "is that you?"

"Yes," he answers the voice, drawling out the last syllable a bit in a cute manner.

"Is that Jinhwan oppa?" Silver lowers her voice in a failed attempt to whisper.

The pair hear footsteps getting louder as the person in question walks closer to where they are. "Who do you have over—" Silver freezes momentarily on her spot when the person finally comes to view. "Silver?"

"Jinhwan oppa!" Silver exclaims as she runs over to give him a hug. "I haven’t seen you in a while!"

"It’s good to see you again, Silver-ah." Jinhwan pats her back as they hug. "What brings you here?"

"Just hanging out with Donghyukie," she replies nonchalantly after she separates from him and reclaims her spot next to Donghyuk. "Can’t really do that outside after what happened last time."

interview.

-NIM: What happened last time?

MIN: Oh, it’s nothing. [she laughs.] Paparazzi just assumed Donghyuk and I were . . . a couple . . . because they caught us crying our eyes out while hugging at Incheon International years ago. Since then, Donghyuk oppa and I have been trying to minimize our public appearances together as much as possible.

"Escort Silver-ah to the other dorm then come back so we can clean up a bit," Jinhwan orders his bandmate. "I’ll go fetch Junhoe while you’re gone."

"No, oppa, it’s okay—"

"Don’t worry, we’ll be quick." He gently pushes her and Donghyuk towards where they came from. "Go lounge around at Yunhyeong and Chanwoo’s dorm for a bit, I’m sure they’ve missed you, too."

With no choice but to oblige, the duo found themselves outside the door once more.

Silver turned to Donghyuk after staring at the now-closed door, her expression morphing from surprised to confusion. ". . . Did we just get kicked out by Jinhwan oppa?"

"Yup," he confirms as he laughs. "I told you our manager won’t kick you out."

She laughs sarcastically, her expression now deadpan. "Very funny."

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soundsofcicadas · 9 months ago

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Swan Song, part two

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x Reader (f)

Genres: Writer AU / Drama, Romance, Childhood best friends, Junhoe is a former idol, Friends to lovers

Count: 3000

Warnings: None

“I want to go home.” You heard Hanbin complain, the moment you set foot inside the building where the art exhibit was currently taking place. It was a serene Sunday evening, and the venue is located at the heart of your hometown. A prominent sign displayed a vivid picture of the artist, Hwang Hyunjin at the entrance. Beneath his captivating blonde portrait, the bold title “Mind Visions and Their Facets Through Colors” was emblazoned with a disclaimer discreetly positioned at the bottom: “All proceeds from this event contribute to charitable causes.”

Disregarding Hanbin's comment, you searched for any sign of your other friend Yunhyeong among the sea of faces.

“Yun is here somewhere.” Your voice pierced through the bustling crowd.

“Thank God for free food courtesy of our Song Yunhyeong.” Hanbin remarked, his senses easily caught the aroma coming from the opulent spread of delicacies at the catering area of the exhibit.

The elegant space was infused with vibrant energy as a steady stream of attendees filtered in. Each well-dressed guest radiated an aura of affluence, mingling amid the artwork. Their cultured chatter carried an air of sophistication, indicating that they were the elite of the art world, gathered to appreciate the abstract pieces on display. Clad in a chic Ralph Lauren cocktail dress, you couldn't thank Junhoe enough for reminding you of the theme for tonight’s event. You were also grateful to Hanbin's girlfriend, Yeri, who, despite the limited preparation time, had managed to lend you an outfit from her designer-filled wardrobe.

Like a burst of energy against the artistic refined setting, you spotted Yunhyeong hurrying toward the three of you. His face lit up seeing his friends waiting for him.

“And so, fate has its own way of bringing us back together!” Yunhyeong exclaimed, his voice taking on a narrator's cadence, making you all chuckle.

“It's quite a coincidence, isn't it? I got picked to cater for tonight's exhibit, the very event you guys were invited to by Junhoe.” Yunhyeong marveled, his voice quickly returning to its usual tone.

“I wish Jiwon and Donghyuk could be here too." You sighed with longing.

You felt Hanbin's hand gently pat your shoulder.

“If it weren't for you and the free food, I wouldn't be here either.” He sneered.

You playfully crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow at Hanbin, fully aware that he was only joking. As the introvert of the group, you understood that events like these weren't his comfort zone. But last night's video call with him and the other boys proved otherwise. He, too, wanted to see Junhoe after you shared your surprising reunion with him. It was heartwarming how they handled the situation with maturity, without any lingering resentment toward their old friend.

Well, maybe Hanbin was a little sulky about the whole situation at first knowing how close you were with Junhoe in the past. He had seen how much you were hurting during Junhoe's absence. Despite you being older than him, he had always acted like a caring older brother to you. While Yunhyeong, Jiwon, and Donghyuk were also there for you, Hanbin's presence remained a constant in your life. He may have had his initial reservations, yet he chose to trust your judgment when you expressed Junhoe's sincerity to reconnect by inviting them to the art exhibit as well.

“Yeah, I know you're only here for the food, Bin.” Yunhyeong retorted. “You don't have a single ounce of appreciation for art. So, if I were you, Yeri, I'd think twice about marrying this guy.”

Yeri laughed at Yunhyeong’s jest and cast a mischievous look at Hanbin.

“Excuse me?” Hanbin arched his eyebrows at Yunhyeong, seemingly offended. “Art is something I’m very fond of. I'm just not particularly keen on attending large gatherings like this.”

“Dude, you teach a whole class of elementary kids and conduct yearly PTAs, how is this any different?” Yunhyeong expressed confusion.

“Being in a crowd full of art elitists is a whole different ball game.” Hanbin replied flatly. "I don't have to pretend around children. If they don't like you, they don't, if they tell you you're ugly that's because it's true."

You and Yunhyeong can't help but snort at Hanbin's answer.

Amused with her boyfriend, Yeri intercepted. “Well, these art elitists are what y/n and I deal at work, babe.”

“But you aren't like them, so I also don't have to pretend when I'm with you two.” Hanbin quipped.

“You're forgetting my dad owns a publishing company, which means I'm part of this privileged community you dislike.” Yeri stated with mischievous intention, while tapping her finger on her chin.

Hanbin took her hand in his as if to tease her. “Dislike is a strong word, but that's exactly the reason why I'm gonna marry you babe.”

Yeri burst out laughing along with you and Yunhyeong, eliciting strange looks from the guests passing by your circle.

There was a ping from Yeri's phone which was her cue to leave the group for the meantime.

“Chanwoo needs me now for that magazine feature, I have to go.” Yeri noted, kissing Hanbin on the cheek before turning to you. “Don't worry, y/n, leave this to me. I want you to enjoy the event with the guys.” She gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze and vanished into the crowd.

You nearly forgot that the artist himself personally invited your editor-in-chief, Jung Chanwoo to the exhibit as well. He asked you to cover the event for a potential feature on your magazine's upcoming issue, knowing that you and Yeri would be present tonight. But Yeri volunteered to do it in your place instead.

You could only smile at Yeri’s thoughtfulness. “She’s technically my boss, but she sometimes acts more of an associate like me.”

“Man, you're lucky to have Yeri!” Yunhyeong remarked, throwing a playful jab at Hanbin’s stomach.

“I’m also lucky to have her as my boss.” You concurred.

“But what time is Junhoe coming though?” Yunhyeong asked, his gaze roamed across the hall to find Junhoe. You and Hanbin both glanced around to look for Junhoe too.

You took out your phone when you felt it vibrate from your purse and saw Junhoe's text; Hi, I'm here, where are you?

At that exact moment, you easily sensed there had been a sudden shift in the crowd's murmurs. Whispers and hushed conversations began rippling through the guests, and like them, your attention was immediately captured by a lavish pair making their way to the front doors.

You catch yourself staring at Junhoe who was dressed impeccably in a black Prada suit. But you didn't fail to notice the woman accompanying him—none other than his fiancée, Shin Yuna.

You saw it on the news a year ago—his engagement to his girlfriend of four years. A model and singer-turned-actress he met from one of his movies when he was still acting. The two made their relationship public after promoting their romantic comedy film. It was believed that the co-stars developed feelings for each other on set.

You had seen him wearing the engagement ring on his finger at the coffee shop yesterday—a detail you had momentarily forgotten. Seeing him now walking with his fiancée by his side reminds you of his existing commitment.

Before you could even reply to his message, Junhoe already saw you and was strolling closer to your direction.

“Y/n!” He called. “Sorry we got stuck in traffic a bit. So glad you made it.”

Junhoe beamed at you.

You felt embarrassed for yourself because you knew that smile had some effect on you. You could only blame it on his meticulously slicked black hair, or his sharp, masculine features like his chiseled jawline. His well-tailored Prada suit accentuated his lean frame, adding an aura of suaveness to his already striking appearance. Junhoe exuded a strong and alluring profile, and the list could go on, but you instantly stopped yourself from having these thoughts. There is no way you are attracted to your childhood best friend, who is obviously engaged to a beautiful, perfect woman such as Shin Yuna.

“Thank you for the invitation, Junhoe.” You managed to say, desperately hoping you weren't blushing in front of everyone. Might as well just be swallowed whole into the ground.

Thankfully, Hanbin waved his hand at Junhoe, distracting him away from you.

“Annyeong!” Hanbin greeted him.

“Hyung!” Junhoe greeted back, exchanging Hanbin's wave for a warm hug, startling you and Yunhyeong. Hanbin appeared taken aback, but you could tell he appreciated the brotherly gesture.

Junhoe then scoffed at Yunhyeong upon seeing him. “Nice to see you too, Yun!”

Yunhyeong shook his head and played along with Junhoe's taunts, forcing you to laugh with them as if it were the old times.

“Junhoe you haven’t changed a bit. I'm the oldest and you still disrespect me.”

“I bet you missed me so much huh?”

“Never once thought of you at all. The only reason I'm here is because they need my excellent catering service.”

“There's poison in the food for sure.”

“Why don't you starve in the corner please? Thank you very much.”

It was their usual back-and-forth banter since childhood that you had missed. Among the boys, Yunhyeong was the oldest and everyone addressed him as hyung, except Junhoe. The other boys never questioned it. They knew Yunhyeong had a soft spot for the youngest, just like you had always favored Junhoe, even though they often acted like the Tom and Jerry of the group.

Amidst the playful chatter, Junhoe felt Yuna's grasp, redirecting his attention to her.

“I'm sorry about that jagiya.” Junhoe felt a slight wave of panic realizing he had nearly forgotten to introduce her to his friends.

“By the way, this is my fiancée Shin Yuna.”

Yuna offered a polite smile as she took a glimpse at each of you. It was undeniable how well she complemented Junhoe. Adorned in a stunning Versace gown, Shin Yuna was a doe-eyed, charismatic woman with a figure that boasted possibly the tiniest waist you had ever seen.

Before any of you could exchange greetings with her, she had already excused herself.

“I'm sorry I can't stay longer, but it was nice meeting all of you! I'll leave Junhoe with you guys.”

Is it just you, or does it look like she doesn't want to be here and interact with Junhoe's old friends?

You could see the instant dismay on Junhoe's face upon hearing that from his fiancée.

“Yuna, we just got here.” He said, sounding disappointed.

Yuna swiveled to face him, her voice lowered but still audible. “Jun, honey, you're with your friends. I'd like to look at the paintings, and besides, Hyunjin wants to see me.”

Junhoe sighed in resignation. “Fine. Tell Hyunjin I said hi. I'll catch up with the two of you later.”

“Great!” Yuna pecked Junhoe's lips and left without saying another word to your group.

A brief awkward silence ensued before Junhoe suggested, “Let's get some wine, shall we?”

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Knowing you didn't own a car, Hanbin offered to drive you home that same evening. His route would conveniently pass by your apartment, unlike Yunhyeong and Yeri who live in opposite directions. They also wanted to guarantee you'll get home safely rather than having to commute like you usually do. But all throughout the ride, the events from earlier were playing over in your mind. Seeing Junhoe again with Yunhyeong and Hanbin, filled you with overwhelming happiness. Despite Jiwon and Donghyuk's absence, you found solace in their company as you all reminisced about the past and shared updates on your current lives.

There was, however, a hint of melancholy as the conversation took a more personal turn. Was it the sadness you caught in Junhoe's eyes when he told Yunhyeong and Hanbin about giving up his singing career? Or was it because he already had plans to marry Yuna? Maybe it was how you were reminded of your own single hood when they asked you casually about your dating status—why, among all your friends, had you never been in a relationship?

Well, that wasn't entirely true. You had a few dates that just never turned into something serious. You could only brush it off, claiming you were never interested in anyone and were too focused on work. But deep down you knew that wasn't the case anymore, especially now that you've reconnected with Junhoe. You couldn't stop yourself from admiring how effortlessly handsome he looked all night, and how gentlemanly he had been towards you. You knew it was wrong, yet why did seeing him with Yuna affect you? Perhaps you had too much wine at the exhibit that made you think this way.

You didn't notice the engine of the car turned off until Hanbin's voice spoke to you. “You're home.”

“Thanks Bin.” You gave him a lopsided grin from the passenger seat.

“Did you have fun?” He asked observing your face slightly illuminated by the light coming from your apartment building.

“Did you?” You returned the question to him.

“It was really nice.” He answered as he pulled his hands off the steering wheel.

“I was so caught up talking to you guys that I've almost forgotten about the paintings!” You told him.

You and Hanbin chuckled at that.

Hanbin's countenance took on a serious tone, as though he wanted to talk to you longer while you were still in the car.

“You know how long we've been best friends right?” He started.

“Since forever.” You smiled sheepishly.

“And that makes you easy for me to read.” He stated.

“O-kay yeah, I guess. Your point?” You asked, puzzled as to where he was going with this.

“I don't know why all this time I've never told you this, y/n." Hanbin paused for a few seconds before he continued, “I know you've been in love with Junhoe ever since.”

Silence fell on you. You didn't know how to respond to that. You wanted to deny it outright, to refute his words that you only love and see Junhoe as a friend, yet no sound escaped your lips. The words were stuck in your throat, tangled with your conflicting emotions. Junhoe had always been a cherished childhood friend, akin to a little brother. This perception made it easier for you to dismiss any deeper feelings you might have had for him. You convinced yourself that they were purely platonic to maintain the status quo. Nevertheless, you were aware that you had been suppressing the truth about how your affection for him had grown into something more profound, despite your efforts to dismiss it. The countless seasons spent together during your childhood as you grew up alongside him and watched him chase his dreams, had inevitably laid the foundation for a mere friendship that went beyond.

“Let's be real here, he's the exact reason why you can't take any guy seriously.” Hanbin added.

You just sat there, unable to form a coherent response. Whenever you attempted to date or enter a relationship, you found yourself retreating, sensing that something was always missing. No matter how hard you tried to deny it, no one could compare to Junhoe.

You attempted to push aside these unwelcome thoughts, knowing that there was no possibility he could feel the same way about you, not to mention he could be getting married soon. You reassured yourself that you would come to terms with your feelings and move on once he took that step. For now, you resolved to remain content in your role as a friend, focusing on valuing the friendship you have rather than dwelling on what could never be.

“I know my place, Bin.” You finally got to tell him. “I’m happy with what we have right now.”

“Look, all I wanted to say is, I just don't want you to end up hurt again.” Hanbin expressed his concern.

“You know I’m a big girl right? I can look after myself.” You winked at him. “I appreciate you though.”

Hanbin could only let out a sigh. He averted his gaze from you and suddenly shifted the subject that had you flabbergasted.

“Something seems off about his fiancée. I can sense it, and it makes me feel sorry for him.”

"What the hell, Bin?" You retorted.

Hanbin has an intuitive knack for assessing people he meets, often making character judgments based on first impressions. Unfortunately, Yuna was no exception.

"We don't really know what their relationship is like in private." You could only say. Although you admit you were offended by how she behaved that way in front of his fiance's friends.

Hanbin continued.

“I don't understand why Junhoe had to give up singing for writing, you know? Even acting, he gave up too. Can't he do it all at the same time? I thought he loved singing more than anything.”

That's what you have thought as well. Junhoe has always had a great love for singing, a passion evident to anyone who knew him. From a young age, his talent shone brightly, captivating audiences with his soulful voice. He seemed born for the stage, effortlessly blending emotion and skill in every performance. Singing wasn't just a hobby for Junhoe; it was his calling, the very essence of his being. You asked yourself if he genuinely wanted to explore other paths and as he said, it was about time he settled down in life by marrying Yuna. You felt a gnawing sense of unease, pondering over Junhoe’s choices. There had to be more to it than meets the eye. It was becoming overwhelming, considering you were grappling with your unresolved feelings for him at the same time. Exhaustion and sleepiness begin to settle in your body.

You decided not to linger in Hanbin’s car any further, feeling that your night was over. After saying your goodbyes, you walked to your apartment, trying to quiet your racing thoughts. You hoped for a restful night’s sleep to be ready for work the next morning.

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